When I dawn upon a miracle in life or in a dream
I think of words to describe them to share the experience with my fellow kindred spirits
Lately I have realized that the words are not needed and the miracles are within
By simply breathing I am sharing these miracles and thus create what they inspire
To you I can bluntly say you are one miracle I stare at every day.
Not in disbelief as I believe, but in awe of the possibilities
Your love can move me to the very ends of my fingers
Your kiss can wake me from deep sleep and transcend worlds
Your skin is my meditation tool I slide down and up with my hand and feel the calmness of your being
The depth in your eyes is as a canyon I once saw in a dream and the bottom of it was fresh
water to drink, luring you into the fall so you can fly and then hit the water
Your hands are silk yet strong and I want to remain in them as a child that found a safe nest
amongst the darkness of the night
Your scent is of a still moonlit evening when you are so aware of the surrounding because they
are fresh yet very subtle, they are not overpowering but they are very present
Many of these lines were in some way and somehow communicated in the past
But I feel that in this natural way
They ring truer, more complete and full
May this circle of us tighten and thicken and round us into a ride we won't be able to forget, as
it will not end, a circle come once and come twice remains but a circle
But what a circle!
All my love and all of me.
7/18/08
